Coming out of the imperial study, Nangong Ling directly threw Jiang Xuan down and walked with Feng Jiu's steps.

Feng Jiutian obviously heard the steps of the next few times, but he still didn't stop, but walked faster.

Nangong Ling followed in a few steps, reached out and grabbed her wrist, blocking her against the palace wall.

He hadn't spoken to Feng Jiutian alone for a long time, and even if he did, he had to pretend to be yin and yang.

Now as soon as he touches someone, he can't help but miss her all over his body, and he leans her against the wall and kisses her fiercely.

Feng Jiutian was still not as strong as him.

He was tightly cuffed around his waist, and he snatched his breath fiercely.

I don't know how long it has been before Nangong Ling can hold back

"After the crossing, I kicked the prince down the hall" guarantees that it is in the hand, please wait a moment,

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